I Rather Like Huckabees

(Semi-spoiler alert. Yeah.)

I watched "I Heart Huckabees" this morning (from 1-3). It was a nice concept. I wasn't exactly sure what they were trying to say. My interpretation was, "Life is full of misery, but we're all connected in the misery, so that makes everything kinda alright." They didn't really address the meaninglessness of existence, just the futility and pain associated with it. I mean, I know we're all connected. But it's not some glorious, magical thing (as the main characters apparently learn). It's a machine. We're gears in a giant mechination rolling towards oblivion.

I guess, in the sense of the "isolation" aspect of existentialism, they found an "answer." We're not isolated in our pain. And, also, existence is not entirely painful. But that really doesn't answer what the point of existence is. I suppose you can take a more scientific approach and say there isn't one based upon what we have been able to ascertain using empirical data and logic, or you can say "it's beyond our comprehension." If you opt for the latter, as the former is far too depressing, then applying an actual answer is ridiculous. I've never understood how people can think of God, Heaven, and Hell as ideas that someone of our capacities can understand. They assume it's possible, but once you toss the idea of "something else" into the bag, you've opened the floor to an almost infinite number of possibilities and any one of them is equally as feasible. Thinking you're "right" is almost certainly lying to yourself.

I guess what I'm wondering is, with possibilities limited only to your imagination and even that is a false limitation, how can you settle on one singular idea as to the origin and meaning of existence? Ah well. If only I had the ability to do the same.